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    I See You

    Story written on December 20, 2007 by Seahurst.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=67942
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    For TBsaver…I see you.

     

     

    As the train slowed down, Bette pressed her forehead against the window searching the platform in earnest. Just as she had every day for weeks, she was looking for the woman who had unknowingly taken over her thoughts. Every morning it was the same routine, the train would slowly come to a stop at the Richland Station, and every morning Bette would unconsciously hold her breath as her eyes roamed through the crowd searching out the beautiful blonde woman.


    There she is…


    The window fogged as Bette let out the air that had been trapped in her lungs.


    So beautiful…


    The woman stood right where she always stood, in the back of the crowd leaning up against the rear wall. Her motions were the same as every other morning, repeatedly wiping tears from her cheeks with the back of her delicate hand.

    Bette notice again that even though her cheeks may no longer reflect the evidence of her tears, the woman was never able to wipe away the melancholy that seemed to be her constant companion.

    As Bette followed the woman onto the train with her eyes, watching as she lowered herself into the seat closest to the door, and shutting out the world by lowering her head, she asked herself the same questions she asked every morning.


    Who is she? Why does she cry every day? What happened to cause such sadness? Why is there no one by her side to help her?


    And, just like every other day Bette vowed that she would get the answers to her questions. Some day, she promised herself, she would have the courage to talk to the beautiful blonde woman who had captured her heart without ever looking into her eyes.

     

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    Two more weeks had passed and still Bette had not had the courage to approach ‘tear drop woman’. Shaking her head she couldn’t help the small smile from forming on her lips as she thought about the name Alice had given the unknown woman after Bette had relayed the happenings of her morning commute to her best friend.

    "Did you talk to tear drop woman today?" She would ask Bette every afternoon.

    "No," Bette would sadly answer. "I just couldn’t…"

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    3. Sea, I didn’t know her, but I know enough from reading that she was an amazing woman. I also know that as lucky as you felt to have her in your life, she was lucky too. You’ve done her proud Sea, your example for friendship! *HUGS* Amazing writing as always…

    8. 2 years already, Sea? Well, the calendar doesn’t mean much when the eyes aren’t focused on the surface. Once one has seen that which is truly beautiful, it will not fade no matter how much time passes.

    9. This is emotional and beautiful, love B&T, they are awesome. Hey Sea, this is amazing and Tracey is proud of you my friend! Thanks for sharing this story with us, thanks!

    11. My condolences for your loss, she obviously meant a great deal to you. You honour her with your time and words. The only justice we can do to those we have lost, is I believe, to live … to live and flourish in all the spectral colours of life, so they may see through our eyes, to share in the pleasures we are blessed with in their absence.

    16. Poignant, heartwarming story, Seahurst! Thank you very much! I’m sure TBsaver was also touched and wiped away tears of joy when she read this piece. I’ve also lost a dear friend 14 months ago so I can relate to your sorrow. I still wonder how TBSaver would have continued or ended “A Walk on the Wild Side”. Have you ever thought of continuing that story? Anyway, I hope you’ll keep on writing and sharing with us your gift, Seahurst. Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones!:>

    18. Seahurst, I was selfishly hoping you would post something yesterday, sometimes I can’t believe its been 2 years. THANK YOU and this was TRULY BEAUTIFUL – I know Tracey would be so proud of you that you continue to write & post here when you can. Thank you again and may you have a happy and healthy 2008!!! Hope

    22. Just catching up with my favorites….and you will always be one at the top of the list. Your tribute was absolutely beautiful and your writing…amazing as always. I hope to get to read more…now that he is almost 1 it is getting a bit easier around here.

    25. Yeah what a triumph, I know how you struggled with this. I don’t know if you realize just how much you talked about this story. I’m so glad you took the day off and wrote it. This is truly the best form of tribute to Tracy. Thanks Sea

    29. That was a beautiful sad story. For one so young to go through so much and then feel the worlddidn’t see or pay attention to her. I am so glad she let Bette in instead of shying away when she fell on the train. This would be a great story if you decided to continue but is great as a one chapter post.

    30. That was an amazing story and a lovely tribute to a talented writer. I did not know Tracey, but I enjoyed her stories. I can’t believe it has been two years. May you find peace and comfort in this community.

    33. Beautiful… wonderful… amazing… truly touching. I didn’t know Tracey; but I loved reading what she wrote. I often think about her. She, like many others on this site, was truly gifted. Thank you for posting this remarkable tribute.

    35. Tracy would be comforted deeply by your words from the great beyond. How wonderful it was to have such friendship. Your message of hope is a testament to that everlasting bond even death cannot part. It was a profound, humbling tribute. Thank you!

    38. well first of all i wrote a comment this morning and its disappeared and i am going to look a buffoon if it reappears but as that never stopped me in the past – here goes] i never met Tracey but i do remember writing her my first ” fan ” message – i was no one on the site – i think i had written about four chapters and Tracey’s reply really thrilled me and she encouraged me to keep writing. she called us the “British invasion ” and it made her laugh. Her story Walk on the wild side is still my fav all time story on the site and it will always been. Sea – you have never ceased to just floor me with your brilliance and its such a tribute to who i percieve you to be as a person that you have posted this story which was just beautiful – even though i cried all the way through. thank you for sharing what is a phenomenal talent with us – good luck in all you do Ally xx

    39. Hey Sea, What a wonderful way to remember Tracey and a testment to her love of this site. This tribute shows that even two quick years later Tracey’s ripple continues to touch others. A wish we all have. Thank you so much. Your Loyal Fan.

    43. This was a very touching story. I didnt know her either but I remember how nice her comments on other people’s stories were and her positiveness. Thanks for keeping her memory alive…you’re a great friend.

    46. What an extraordinary tribute to Tracy. She is certainly missed. Thanks for remembering her in such a tender and loving way. We do remember her amazing writing and beautiful inner self. Tks for sharing this wonderful story with us. Sincerely, Lucero & Marsha – Your fans from Mexico City

    48. Tracey would have loved this story. The thing is…she saw us….even in such short a time that I knew her….she saw me…I won’t forget that. Seahurst, I hope you’re doing well. Love, Michelle

    50. Seahurst
      There is the myth that the word “Saudade” is only available in Portuguese and, as such, can not be translated correctly. Indeed, the sense of longing has no specific meaning in other languages​​.
      The British company Today Translations promoted a list of the most difficult words to translate correctly, where “Saudade” won seventh place.
      Saudade you have:
      Someone who is dead.
      Someone we love and is far away or absent.
      A dear friend.
      Someone or something that we do not see a lot of time there.
      Someone who does not talk much.
      Locations (places).
      Knowledge or colleague.
      Food.
      A song.
      Situations.
      One Love.
      To do something we do not do that anymore.
      Time passed …
      I know how it feels to lose someone important in life … I lost my
      26.12.2010 goddaughter day after Christmas, she was only 19 … I still have
        “Saudade”.
      This story is wonderful! beautiful tribute to TBsaver …

      (My Inlges is not the official)

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